Both of his parents would pitch absolute fits if they knew he was here. Even his father, who was generally extremely laid-back when it came to things that his son did. Tobias was, after all, a good kid even if he did stir things up every once in a while.

It was just past eleven, and the club was busy. No one had noticed the teenager who was casually flopped in a chair at one of the back tables yet. He wasn't really doing his best to be noticed, but he wasn't hiding, either.

Only those who were familiar with angelic auras, particularly other angels and demons, would have been able to pick up on his, since he was making an effort to seem human.

"Well, then why are you here?" He asked, regarding her with a vaguely curious look. He had his father's blond hair, which he kept short and a bit shaggy, and his mother's green eyes. There was a definite hint of mischief in those eyes, but it was just playful, not at all malicious.

"True enough," she said, humming a bit. "Then again, I know part of what an awful lot of things are like. I've been around the block more times than I care to think about."

She pulled a full glass out of thin air, not really feeling like getting up to go to the bar. She sipped idly.

"Personally, I don't think this is anything serious. You snuck out to a club. You're not the first, you won't be the last, species aside. I don't think you're the type to do anything too stupid. If you're clever and lucky, you might even not get caught."

Might as well put it out there right now that she wasn't going to tell his parents.

He shrugged. "I know it's not anything serious. They would, too, though they'd still have fits. They're worried that I'll get in with a bad crowd."

He absently blew a few strands of hair out of his face. "It's because of Val... Valshareth, I mean, my sort-of sister. Even I'm not sure exactly what the deal was with her, but I know that they were upset about it, and now they're worried that I'm going to go off and do something stupid."

"Parents are like that. I remember hearing something about Valshareth, but I didn't pay too much attention to it because I never knew who she was," Teena replied, shrugging. "I figure if it has anything to do with me, I'll find out sooner or later."

"Guess you're just going to have to deal until they get over being freaked out, kiddo."

"Fighter said that when he dragged Black Mage over ten miles of rough road to take him to a doctor," Tobias pointed out. "If I needed someone to state the obvious, I could just go talk to Gabriel. And he'd do it in such a nice way, too."

Teena smiled faintly and shook her head. "Eventually, Tobias, you'll come to realize that there's really no such thing as normal. Plenty of people think normality exists, but they are not in possession of all the facts."

She idly drummed her fingers on the table. "Sometimes I suspect that the only people capable of realizing that there's no such thing as normal are the people willing to admit that they are not normal. Because the people who truly believe that they are normal would have their entire self-image undercut by discovering that."

"Wax on about specifics if you like. What I meant was that I wish I was your average angel, which would make things easier. As it is, I'm different, and there's a reason for that. It amounts to a lot of responsiblity and grief for me in the long run..." He tilted his head. "That's a lot to throw on a kid," he said solemnly.

"I wouldn't know," she said, grinning faintly. "I was always far too adept at creating my own 'amusements', so I wasn't often bored. Frequently injured, angsty, or in some other state of crisis, but rarely bored."

She leaned back, pushing her chair so it was balancing on the back two legs, rocking slowly. "...Ever played DDR? I suck at it, but I like it anyway."

"Thanks, but I'm not generally very keen on the melodramatics," Tobias commented dryly. "As for DDR... No, I haven't, but somehow I doubt that it would keep me occupied for very long," he said, smiling a little.

"Kids these days, no attention span," she teased, stretching a bit. "Okay, then... Damn, I'm bad at this. You're too young to drink, Mae will murder me if I corrupt your innocent mind, and you're not interested in DDR. This reduces my list of non-melodrama activities to reading, movies, and video games."

"Unless they were doing it just to throw you off, but I'm not usually that devious," Tobias smiled. "Anyway, I think that I'm going to spend as much trouble getting them into trouble as I am getting them out of it. That's probably not too reassuring, I guess."

He tapped his fingers absently on the table. "Life in general will make a person's hair turn grey. Kids just speed up the process, I think. But at least you know that they'll always be loved, and they'll always have people that they can depend on. It's a pretty big family that you've accumulated over here, you know... Maybe you don't realize it, but it's there. Weird, but there."

She watched him thoughtfully, then tapped a finger against her cheek lightly.

"...Would you like to come spend the night at my place? You can meet the babies. We can play video games or something. I have better music than they're currently playing here, though I admit that is only my own opinion."

It would be nice to have some company at the house... Company that said things other than 'goo goo gaga'.